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Pretty like you, But who really sees? When the world is ugly, And fucked up like me.
Crossed the line, But who's looking out? No one knows me, And what I'm about.
I'm screaming for you, But who really hears? When my existence is fading, And it's replaced by my fears.
Cuts scar my soul, But no one sees, So I add more, And watch myself bleed.
Calling out for you, But you don't even hear. So I fall to the ground, And slowly disappear.